The fifth floor of the ghost building is a place of luxury.

Before entering, the fragrance of rouge powder wafted out with the sheng song, penetrated into Lin Zixuan's mouth and nose, and turned into a touch of dampness, penetrating into the whole body along the breath.

Lin Zixuan was silent, he already knew that behind this red curtain was wind and snow, which was of little significance to cultivation.

But after thinking about it, how could there be a waste of money after paying for himself, so he looked as usual and took a step forward.

Lift the door curtain, it is a water pontoon bridge, there are dozens of pavilions on both sides standing on the water, there are fair maids kneeling on the ground to serve the plate, then I see the beauty of Yuling, let people's hearts ripple.

Under the bridge, there are sexy mermaids dancing in the water, and the graceful waist and arm curves and beautiful faces seem to be the favor of the heavens, putting all the beauty on them, just a slight twist is enchanting and endless, incomprehensible.

As for the geisha in the middle, they blow the flute and caress the song, and the thin black veil covers their snowy skin, covering the half of their breasts, and the bundle of slender waists, lightly parting their jade legs, looming with an indescribable seduction.

When the breeze blows, they chant and sing lowly, their singing voices are like turning, and the phoenix eyes containing autumn water fluctuate in style, all of which makes them the only bright here.

Lin Zixuan was amazed, this primitive tribe could have such a beautiful scene!

But the beauty didn't last long before it was broken by a loud voice.

"Sisters, my aunt said that girls must be confident and generous when dancing, showing their fullest side, just like flowers blooming in the air."

"Don't be shy, jump wantonly, all of you are righteous men and gentlemen, you appreciate elegance, and you watch art."

The words echoed in all directions, completely igniting everyone's emotions, and the voices of discussion came and went, boiling one after another.

"That little fat man is right, we're here to see the show, not the clothes."

"If these women only have this level, it is better to close the door as soon as possible and let them abandon their lowly and good deeds."

Seeing that everyone was indignant and dissatisfied, the little fat man seemed to be even more proud and continued to speak.

"Sisters, you must have a spirit of dedication, Tara Bodhisattva said, a lifetime of skin is only a hundred years, dedication to art can last forever."

This righteous and awe-inspiring remark aroused a strong resonance among the people around him, and the admiration in his eyes was even greater.

At this moment, in the fifth floor, in the highest pavilion, there is a figure standing with his hands in his hands, he calmly looked into the distance, and there were countless pupils in his eyes that flickered continuously, and that gaze seemed to penetrate everything, just in an instant, it spread throughout the Moon Worship Ghost Tower, every corner.

"Little cub of the priesthood, their chief didn't come, you go and teach him a lesson, so that he can remember it for a long time in the future!"

The voice was gentle, and as it drifted away, a middle-aged man stepped out, his breath was amazing, and as soon as it appeared, it formed a wave of suppression, enveloping the area where the little fat man was.

All those who felt it were shocked, and they knew that the little fat man was in trouble.

"At a young age, you have no mouth to cover, and you will stain the reputation of my ghost building, and this seat will punish you for eight hundred of yourself, and kneel down to apologize."

The cold voice echoed, and with a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man grabbed the little fat man out of the air, and the terrible coercion made him unable to resist, and his legs collapsed and knelt directly, like an ant under the fingers of a giant.

The little fat man let out a terrible scream and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Do you do it yourself, or do you do it for you?"

The middle-aged man's voice was like a flood, and the vastness turned into an aftersound, resounding in the latter's mind.

The little fat man's face showed despair, he didn't know that he was almost half crippled with just a few jokes, he regretted it, and fanned his face with little strength.

"I'm guilty, I shouldn't be helpful, what's wrong with that ordinary dancing?"

"I'm guilty, I shouldn't sacrifice myself for the sake of justice, you are deceived, and you are also to blame."

The little fat man was smiling bitterly, but the severity of the injury made his smile slowly dim, and his breath became weaker.

Lin Zixuan's expression became solemn, most of the man's bones were shattered, his chest was also sunken, and blood flowed out of the pores of his body, obviously suffering unimaginable.

Although he had never met him, he developed sympathy for the man.

"Whoever holds a salary for the people, do not let him freeze to death in the wind and snow."

I don't know who was the first to speak, and the voice was so loud that it instantly spread throughout the ghost building and spread in all directions.

Everyone was infected one after another, and there were even Changhong roaring, directly descending around the little fat man, forming layers of guards, glaring at the middle-aged man.

"A few jokes, but such a punishment, this matter is intolerable!"

"I said you were raised by a dog and a wolf, come on, come on, pull your grandfather and I to execute together!"

"Some dusty women, why be angry? Could it be that there is your grandma there? ”

Between the words, these comers cultivated to operate in full, and their momentum soared into the sky, forming a shock.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a cold glow, and he was about to make a move, but at this moment, a gentle voice sounded in his heart.

"My ancestor's recovery is imminent, don't let this delay the plan."

The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned ugly, and he looked at the people around him who were filled with evil aura like wolves, and gritted his teeth and left.

Seeing that the middle-aged man gave in, those who came looked even more contemptuous, and sneered.

"I thought it was so powerful, but it turned out to be a stupid dog who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard."

The middle-aged man's body shook when he heard this, as if he was trying his best to restrain himself, and his nails were pressed with blood, but he still held back and hurried forward.

The little fat man stood up, looked at everyone gratefully, and bowed deeply with his fists.

The others looked at each other and smiled, then looked at the little fat man and spoke lightly.

"We are all foreign tribes, and it is right to help each other, not to mention that you are still speaking up for everyone."

"Brother, well done, Lao Tzu had already seen that bird unpleasant, if it wasn't for you to stop me, I would have to go up and him."

"You make such a fuss, those little ladies don't dare to cover their faces anymore, don't talk about it, I want to enjoy it."

In the midst of the words, the crowd turned and left.

Lin Zixuan was curious, and he also stepped forward at this moment, because he felt that the voice of the little fat man was a little familiar to him.

"Jiang Chen, why are you here?"

Lin Zixuan paused, looked left and right, and then looked at the little fat man.

I saw the little fat man look around, and after confirming that there was no one next to him, he took Lin Zixuan's hand and quickly walked into the pavilion.

Then, he pinched the trick with both hands, imposed a prohibition, and tore off the human skin mask on his face, and took out the fat tied to his body, and when everything was ready, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared me to death, I thought Brother Sang Ling also came along, but fortunately he didn't know, otherwise he would have killed me and Adam."

Lin Zixuan's eyes froze, and he looked at the iron seriously.

Ratie's heart was beating faster at the moment, and he felt very strong, but he still pretended to be calm and said.

"Adam came with him on his own initiative, and he said he wanted to see the world."

Lin Zixuan didn't speak, just looked at La Tie silently, his eyes were suspicious, and there was a touch of strangeness, as if he was deeply hurt.

Ratie saw a pang in his heart and was about to explain, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Latie, you bastard, tricked me into going to the ghost building, saying that you would take me to hone my will, but in fact, I came here to see women, Lao Tzu was not interested, I urged you to go, and you asked me to go to sleep again, and now you wake me up again, it's really ......"

"Hey, Jiang Chen, why are you here, and there is a tie, why are you injured like this, did you do something that people and gods are angry about?"

Adam came down from upstairs and was a little shocked to see this scene.

Ratie felt ashamed when he heard it, and looked at Lin Zixuan with a blank eye.

"Jiang Chen, please, don't tell Brother Sang Ling."

Lin Zixuan looked at the misery of the iron puller, and couldn't help but swallow the words that he wanted to refuse, and nodded.

Adam walked over, patted Rattie on the shoulder, and said without fear.

"What are you afraid of, it's a big deal that we'll suffer from a meal of flesh and skin."

"Aren't you afraid that Big Brother Sang Ling will tell the chief?" Latte responded.

Adam suddenly relaxed and sighed.

"It's getting dark, we should go back to the inn." Lin Zixuan spoke slowly.

La Tie reluctantly looked at the women who were dancing charmingly, and then looked at Lin Zixuan, his expression was a little lost, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Jiang Chen, let's discuss, I'll lend you Abba's spell summoning technique, and you will let me enjoy it for a few more minutes?"

Lin Zixuan glanced at Latie, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

Adam coughed and hurried to follow.

Lattie became completely anxious, and ran quickly despite the severity of his injuries, desperately shouting.

"Jiang Chen, in fact, I'm joking, you know, in front of women and refiners, what I like has always been to strike iron."

……

In the inn, the tribesmen also rushed back before dusk, Maya bought Ayara outside, Adam continued to practice with the medicinal liquid given by Latie, Sang Ling's whereabouts were very mysterious, and no one knew where he went.

As for Latie, after taking the winter withered dead vine given by Lin Zixuan, most of his injuries were healed, and he was quietly talking in his sleep in his sleep.

"If only those mermaids didn't have gill glands, maybe the master would carry one home."

Until a few days passed, on the last night of the Suihe Ancient Festival, Lin Zixuan found something strange in front of the window.

Tonight's moon was particularly bleak, and there were no stars in the sky, only the fog was thick, spreading heavily, suppressing the light, making the world hazy.

The rustling wind was howling outside, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't blow away the endless darkness, it only made the world colder and colder.

Lin Zixuan looked down, and on the long street, there were more female figures, they were wearing mourning clothes, wearing white cloths, and a pair of hands as white as jade kept taking out embers from the brazier in their arms and throwing them out.

The dust was scattered in the air, and then it was swept together by the yin wind, turning into pieces of burning paper money, floating upwards.

Lin Zixuan groaned, because he saw that there were looming human faces on every piece of paper, and their faces were distorted, as if they were wailing in pain, but they couldn't make a sound.

Lin Zixuan's body trembled uncontrollably, and he thought of the corpses he had cremated, these faces, maybe their souls.

The paper money was flying, and the sound of songs and ballads rose faintly from the mouths of those women, with an inexplicable tone, echoing in the dark and silent night.

"Black Wind Cliff, in the wilderness, the little doll cries a few times, laughing, laughing, the big girl wants to touch it."

"The little doll was very scared, weak and timid, tears flowed, and the big girl felt pain when she saw it, hugged him, and lifted him high."

"Who knew that the little doll drew a knife, opened her throat, cut off her head, chopped off her limbs, and ate her hands, and the old man rushed to the scene, killed the doll, collected the body, and went home sad to tell me......"

"From then on, when the doll cried at night, it was the soul of the dead who came to ask for his life."

Lin Zixuan listened to this song, and his heart instinctively rose with strong palpitations.

At this moment, the shopkeeper pushed the door in, holding a fruit plate in his hand, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Those women were attacked by darkness, cursed, and became survivors, and the little dolls in the song are actually their children."

"Their flesh and blood were devoured by their own children, as mothers, they may not regret it, but those children were beaten to death by the elderly, their souls were sealed in paper money, and every time before the ancient sacrifice, the elders of the clan drove them to burn their children to reduce their crimes, which was a kind of torture for them."

Lin Zixuan was moved, but at the same time he was also puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Those children have already received the punishment they deserve, why do they still have to do this?"

The shopkeeper sighed and reluctantly spoke.

"Because in addition to their own mothers, they also eat other people in the tribe."